I'm on the train this morning, reading a book, minding my own business, when the guy standing near me raising his hand to reach for the handrail... and smacks me upside my head. Upside is the proper description in this case.
At least he apologized. I still remember the guy who smacked me upside my head with his gym bag in his haste to exit the train a few years ago. I know you're in a hurry, but how could you now notice that your bag just hit something at about the level of everyone's head.
I probably deserved both on some karmic level.